Good Morning Rue Saint Andre des Arts
It was funny – had I seen this barista and his tray on Broadway, I wouldn’t have thought much about it, but these frilly, whipped-cream topped drinks, their crowns dusted with cinnamon, looked so odd to me here. I was headed to a cafe, where I knew that when I ordered my cafe creme (coffee with steamed milk), I’d be sipping the minority drink – in the morning, most everyone drinks espresso, the stronger the better. What was Starbuck’s thinking when they sent this frou-frou drink out for the on-their-way-to-work set? My guess is they know a lot more about this than I do, and that when I see my neighbors toting venti and parler-ing in Starbuck’s-speak, that’ll be proof enough.